By Bethy-Bee, age 9
Hello, I will tell you what I think of the seasons,
and get your self very even.
Spring is okay, It’s cold and warm.
Sometimes I have to sit in my bed while their are storms.
Summer is hot, horuble and glum.
It makes me not want to suck my thum.
Now fall is pretty good with the leaves to fall….
but Winter Is the best one of all!
It’s cold, and I go outside and I will find ….
MY winter is there to comefert me!
How lovely! Thanks for sharing her wonderful poem. I have to say that Fall is my favorite season though. 🙂